“You mean Wang Wei-ju, who forged the mother liquor that was supplied to the imperial castle?”

With this in mind, the name Wang Wei-ju was not his real name. No one knew his name and only the last name of the king was known, so he was deemed to be called Jang Wei-ju.

“Okay. I can’t continue the madness of paying 20 hermits and drinking alcohol. Is Yehyang ready?”

Baek No-pal made an embarrassed expression. “That is… Yehyang isn’t a prostitute. So, forcing me to…”

Match! Baek No-pal’s expression had been found turned to the side. “Aren’t you going to work right? Don’t you know how important Hwang Dae-in is today? Even if it’s not Yegi, even the daughter of the magistrate should sit next to her!”

“Who is Hwang Dae-in…? What are you talking about? What kind of person are you to a friend?”

“A pathetic bastard. We are friends when we hang out together in Beijing. Is Hwang Dae-in still going to play with us?”

“No?”

“Who is giving you money?”

“Joe, Jo Gil…. No, Hwang Dae-in.”

“Okay. You must not call the name of the owner who feeds you, puts you to sleep, and makes you a bitch.”

“I’ll be careful. Anyway, Yehyang said I was somehow….”

Sister Sul didn’t give Baek No-pal a chance to finish his speech. “Done! Yehyang calls that bitch!”

The girl’s liquor, who went up to the second floor of Giru, didn’t last long, and she was soon able to face Yehyang. Yehyang was a woman with her beauty that was rumored to have spread, and even the neatness that was not like a courtesan.

“It’s worth the expensive oysters.”

“Who are you?”

When the sister-in-law put an expression on with the sole intention of intimidating her, the other person was compelled to feel fear.

“You say you refuse to serve guests?”

“Yes.”

Yehyang answered firmly. “I am not a prostitute.”

“I know. But today, I have to listen.” Yehyang said firmly despite her fear.

“I don’t like it.”

“I don’t hate stubborn things.”

The sister’s liquor robbed her of her seat and got up. “Because there’s a publication beauty that breaks that stubbornness.”

As her sister’s feet of alcohol cut through the air, Yehyang grabbed her belly and collapsed.

“Ouch!” Yehyang screamed at her and collapsed. In addition to this, to hold back her pain, she breathed heavily on her. Her feet flew back to her as she fell down.

Yehyang then rolled a few laps and lay down looking at her ceiling. No screams came out of her open mouth. Sister pulled out her hair and sat her on her chair. “How much money do you owe our giru?”

When she couldn’t answer due to the impending anxiety that she felt, the other woman spoke up again. “It’s one hundred and eighty pieces of silver.”

Although her courtesan looks glamorous, she was mostly a person who drew money from the future into the present, and Yehyang also did not fall out of that category. Of course, about 100 out of a hundred and eighty nyang was a debt that was generated by adding interest to interest.

“Would you like to pay off that debt at the end of the month, or go into the mountains and pick tea leaves to pay it off? If you pay it back here, it will take you six months, but if you go to the mountain, you can’t pay it back even if you work for the rest of your life. If you go to the mountains there, you will be full of men hungry for women, but you will become prostitutes while picking tea leaves. It’s a prostitute who doesn’t even get paid.”

Her sister’s alcohol whispered into Yehyang’s barely breathing ears. “You decide. Are you going to work here or go to the mountains?”

She told her to make a choice, even if she inexplicably said that she wasn’t. “Hey, I’ll keep working here.”

“With what?”

When Yehyang was crying and could not speak her words with her own mouth, her sister’s sake asked once.

“What are you going to work for?”

Then Yehyang said, fading her tears. “Window… energy.”

“No, I guess. But you only need to pass it over once when you need it. So don’t look so sad.”

The girls’ liquor comes out, she added. “After all, everyone will be like that.”

What stopped Geom Woo-bin from walking was a building that stood sullenly. Most of Hangzhou’s high-end ones had either closed or were in danger of closing soon as Wolhagiru monopolized the liquor. The building Geom Woo-bin was looking at now was the Hanghogiru, which Sehwa had a stake in.

The already closed Hanghu Giru was looking for a new owner, but in Hangzhou, it was difficult to find someone to open a high-end one. There were three such ruined giraffes. There was also a number of giroux that were likely to close soon.

He had no choice but to supply it exclusively to Wolhagiru, but he was not happy when he witnessed the harmful effects. The labor market was always full of people. They all either looked at the recruiters with earnest eyes, or they were trying hard to look good to the manager.

When she first made up her mind to hire someone, she just thought she had to hire a decent person here, but she changed her mind a little after coming here.

“Are there any people who worked in the ruined Giroud?”

The director of the management seemed to know the people’s situation well and called the thirteen people. Most were men, two women in their forties working in the kitchen. Although there were more than originally planned, Geom Woo-bin decided to hire them all.

Geom Woo-bin left a message that she had to leave the job from tomorrow, she thought as she went back to the manor. ‘I’ll have to think about exclusively supplying fraudulent wine on a monthly basis.’

They looked at each other with wide eyes. There was a battle over who would put a bell around the cat’s neck, but it seemed that the four of them would die of exhaustion before anyone could even try.

“Anyway, if one person is struck by lightning, the other three will die from the spark. So, let’s assume that all four of us are struck by lightning from the start.”

At the words of Oh Tong-su, the other three nodded with determined expressions.

They pulled out all the courage they had and found the Blood Wind Lion. However, there was no way to use dog dung for medicine, so even though he had gone around the Oseon Manor, he could not find the blood lion. Only four dogs scattered here and there were gathered together, waving their tails.

“Masters are never really needed.”

Then, he would come out of nowhere and set fire to his head saying that he was being lazy. “Are we going to practice talking to the master first?”

There were only four calves waving their tails with their tongues sticking out. “Let’s think of them as masters and practice.”

When one was to meet a Blood Lion, they may not be able to open their mouth because they were afraid. It would be much easier to say to find out after practicing once. Oh Tong-su spoke after clearing his throat in front of the four dogs. “Master.”

Kung!

“Don’t answer me!”

Pinch.

“Master.”

Kung!

“Don’t answer me!”

“Just do it!”

“The general keeps answering, so it seems like he has become a disciple of a dog!”

“Then don’t call Master, just tell me!” Sehwa, who was looking at Oh Tong-su and Go Seo-bang, murmured.

“How did I end up being executed with these idiots? Uhh.”

Oh Tong-su omitted the title ‘Master’ and said. “If we continue to practice like this, we will die. No sect has risked their lives to practice training like this. This is not a tribute, it is murder.”

Galmapyeong said, “Isn’t the last murder a bit harsh? Teachers are like murderers, aren’t they?”

“Is it an insult to your teachers to be called a murderer? If you count the number of Moorim people killed so far, it must be more than the rice we ate.”

“Even so, let’s avoid provocative lines as much as possible.”

“Yeah, there’s no need to provoke the masters for nothing.”

“I put on the most pitiful expression on my face, and my lips trembled a little… Okay. Plus, he tends to lean his body slightly to the left. As if my body was not normal because of my seniority,” Sehwa muttered.

“Sir, Master.”

Do Pyeong-su had a puzzled expression on his face. “Master? Who? Us? Aren’t your masters the four dogs in front of you?”

“Or they treat us like bastards.” At Seo Seok-san’s words, the Hangzhou Incident shook both hands.

“Well, can it be? We just practiced!”

“There are pillars and trees over there, but what about the bastard?”

“No, just because they are here, without thinking….”

Geum Hong came out. “You guys treated us like dogs, let’s move on. Of course, it will remain in my memory.”

The back end seemed to be long and thick. “Is training hard?”

The situation was twisted, but the intention that the Hangzhou Incident wanted to convey was delivered. “A little.”

The Blood Lion made an expression of incomprehension. “I was so quick, but it’s hard? They are mentally ill.”

“There is one year.”

Behind Do Pyeong-su’s Chuimsae, Go Seo-bang’s protests followed. “How is this alive? look at our faces It’s like walking around a dead body three days ago, isn’t it?”

Do Pyeong-su asked the other three Blood Lions. “How do you train weaker than you are now?”

“Yeah. We did at least twice as much as me, right? If we had been like them, we would have fallen asleep while training.”

At Seo Seok-san’s reply, Geum Hong also nodded his head. “I don’t know if I just quit, training weaker than me is well… There is no one to compare with.”

It looked like he was going to die, but he had no intention of quitting. The opportunity to learn martial arts from the Blood Lions was a hardship to obtain even if they were reborn three times.

“Why don’t you have anyone to compare with? Are you there, sir?”

At Oh Tong-su’s words, the other three nodded. “I wish we could do the same.”

In their view, Geom Woo-bin didn’t seem to work very hard while delivering alcohol and occasionally going out. It was impossible to always show such a lively appearance while practicing like the Hangzhou Incident. Such was the belief of the Hangzhou Incident.

“Are you going to practice training like the death penalty?” Seo Seok-san asked in surprise, and the Hangzhou Incident nodded in unison.

“Yes! I can endure a little more than that, a little bit harder!” As they confidently spoke, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the Blood Lion’s lips.

“Is that so? I get it. Then let’s practice just as much as the death penalty. Let me look at things that are a little bit less difficult than that.” The Hangzhou Incident spoke confidently, but the Blood Lion’s reaction made them uneasy.

‘I hope you’re practicing like us, so you’re alive.’

“Yes? Do you think the sajils want to practice with me?” Eight people came and wondered what was going on, but what they brought out was surprising.

Geom Woo-bin watched the Hangzhou incident with her worried face. “Are you okay? It still looked difficult.”

“Yes? No, of course it’s fine.” They couldn’t figure out why Geom Woo-bin had her worried expression on her face.

‘I don’t know how hard our training is. That’s the way you are.’

Seo Seok-san said to Geom Woo-bin. “I don’t know if it will interfere with the performance, so why not do it in a separate place?”

“No. If several people do it, it’s good for me. Shall we start then?”

They went to the dance hall set aside for Geom Woo-bin. The floor was covered with iron ore, which was said to be comparable to steel, but there were still evident cracks here and there.

“I need to do some floor repairs.” After Do Pyeong-su said this and entered the building, Seo Seok-san spoke to the Hangzhou Incident.

“Take off all the metal fittings you are wearing now. You should train under the same conditions as the death penalty.” Hangzhou Sabyun, who was full of color, quickly took off the metal fittings from his wrists and ankles.

As the thirty pounds fell, my body felt as light as if I could fly away. “It’s my turn to learn the magic today!”

“Me too!”

As Go Seo-bang and Galmapyeong simultaneously spoke, Oh Tong-su shouted, and Sehwa called out Shinbeop.

“Okay, now.” At this, Do Pyeong-su appeared with a large bag of troops.